THE INDESCRIBABLE STORY

“So what’s going on?”

“Don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“Simply put… I don’t know, the author of this short hasn’t decided yet.”

“You cannot be serious.”

“I am.”

“COME ON! WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!?”

“HI GUYS!”

“Stop shouting!”

“Why?”

“I don’t know… just stop.”

“Why should I stop? There is nothing going on.”

“He does have a point.”

“And where did you pop off to?”

“The coffee shop next door.”

“THEY DON’T HAVE SHOPS IN SPACE!”

“Stop killing the dream!”

“I didn’t realize we were in a space story.”

“The Hell!? We’ll this is Starcraft.org, what’d you think was going on?”

“I thought, you know… never mind.”

“What? What is it? And where the third guy go?”

“I didn’t know we even had genders yet. I thought we were just three lines of dialogue with out descriptive paragraphs to tell us what the Hell we’re even doing!”

“He does have a point there too.”

“God I hate this! Make up your mind already!”

“He doesn’t have to, he’s the author.”

“Yes he does! I’ll kick him in the face if he doesn’t!”

“With what feet? We don’t even know if we have bodies yet.”

“Like that’s ever stopped something from doing something in the past.”

“Doing something in the something… sounds dirty.”

“Is it meant to be? I don’t know my motivation, so its really hard.”

“You two should be quiet, I’m trying to sleep.”

“You don’t even have a head! So how can you be tired!?”

“Yeah!”

“You be quiet!”

“Why?”

“I don’t know! But still! The author might think of a great story, and you’d be all ‘blah blah blah look at me!’ and miss everything.”

“We don’t have any eyes remember?”

“Oh… now he realizes the fact!”

“Both of you, hush, I think he’s thought of something!”

“Yeah right, next thing you know, some idiot will comment that there isn’t any descriptive plot, when we have clearly mentioned that to begin with!”

“But how do we know?”

“Know what?”

“That some idiot will say that!? We cant just go around, predicting what people will or won’t say! Can we!?”

“I guess not, but still… That might be a little freaky, you want to go to the coffee shop across the street?”

“There is no coffee shop!”

“Then where did I get this cup of coffee!?”

“…”

“Ha! its speechless!”

“I have a gender you know!”

“No you don’t, you just said it yourself, we don’t have gender, or bodies, or heads, that there is no coffee shop across the street even though I have coffee right here in my hand!”

“I hate you!”

“Really!? I couldn’t tell because you have no voice!”

“Then how am I talking to you!?”

“Quotation marks, idiot!”

“I want a plot!”

“There is no plot. The author cant think, poor bastard.”

“I’ll be surprised if there is a sequel.”

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